Fwuffies' New Fwiend Pawt Fwee!

The next day, you wake up for foodsies and nudge Lemon awake. "Wakies, wemon!" She doesn't budge. You are beginning to understand what this means. "Wemon, wakies! Foodies!" You start crying, hugging Lemon. "Wakies wakies wakies, Wemon!"

Daddy walks in. You try to explain. "W-w-we-wem-wemon no move, fwuffie scawed!" You manage before voiding for bowels on the soft gwassies. You start to cry harder. Daddy sighs, he understands. He takes Wemon out.

"Lemon's gonna go on a trip."
You look at daddy, completely serious.
"No, daddy. Wemon sweep. Fowevah."

He simply looks at you with a sad smile before burying Lemon in the backyard. The remainder of the week, you care for Lemon's foals, but Daddy feeds them special milk. One day, Daddy walks in, hands behind his back. "What Daddy have?" You ask.

You hear a squeak and he puts down the lime green pegasus. You run up giggling. "New fwend!" You shout. Daddy smiles, then the new pony, you know now her name is Leaf, makes poopies on the carpet. She screams, running into a corner. "MAKE BAD POOPIES, NO SOWWY STICK, WEAF SOWWY PWEASE NO!" Daddy sighs and explains there's no Sorry Stick. She asks about Daddy Juice, scared. He ensures her there is none. Leaf smiles and eventually hugs you later that day. Minutes later, you ask what Daddy Juice and the Sorry Stick are.

She looks sad. "Sowwy Stick big scawie meanie munsta, make hurts in poopies! Daddy Juice was old Daddy, put peepee in face and make juice. Make eat." That sounds horrible to you. Now, knowing what she's been through, you hug her again. "Weaf be okay. Cawwot pwotect. Cawwot pwomise." You still remember Lemon.

Remember her...sleep.